ary bolanos (april 18,1970 / houston, tx)
Taste the World
How would I ever know the joy of creme brulee?
How would I ever know that curry had much to say?
How would I ever know that fish sauce in Viet Nam is so good?
How would I ever know the Lord outside my neighborhood?
How would I ever know that there's so much more?
I should leave something ajar maybe my back door
So something something different can slip on in
Leave some porridge on the counter so in the morn I dip in
How would I ever know the world?
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